Super King of Soldiers in the City

When Wang Fan received the news, he felt very speechless.

It always feels a little strange that such a **** thing happened to him.

He originally thought that his family is tyrannical, so he can cover the sky with one hand and do whatever he wants.

Unexpectedly, but still facing danger.

Fortunately, after so many years, Wang Fan was not hunted down once or twice, and the danger he encountered was not once or twice, but he was used to it.

Of course, these are not the most critical, the most critical is that in Sanctuary, it is already very difficult for him to improve.

Only by reaching a higher level can he become stronger and improve faster.

"Hey, wait another month. After a month, if Hong Xiu and Senior Sister don't come back, then I can only leave."

Wang Fan whispered, then took off his clothes and jumped into the bathtub.

He is already working hard to build momentum.

In addition, he himself is a celebrity, so now almost half of the monks in Sanctuary already know that he, Wang Fan, has returned, and he has to rebuild the Holy Palace.

In this case, as long as Hong Xiu and them are still alive, as long as they are still in the sanctuary, they will definitely be able to know the news.

Moreover, a month's time, no matter where in the sanctuary, with their strength, it was enough to rush back.

At that time, if they have not rushed back, it can only mean that they have encountered an accident, or that they have left the sanctuary.

Without these people, Wang Fan wanted to build a holy palace, that was a joke.

And he didn't have time to take care of the holy palace.

If he leaves, the Sacred Palace will be destroyed again, so it is better not to build it.

Without the strong, it is almost impossible for the Holy Palace to rebuild, develop, and grow.

One month passed quickly. For this month, Wang Fan had been cultivating in the holy palace and did not leave.

Every night, he would soak in the medicated bath made by Yao Linger to repair himself.

Not only is his physical body stronger, but he has also faintly felt the existence of the gods.

At this moment, Wang Fan was immediately overjoyed.

The cultivation base, he is finally going to recover.

With his current physical combat power, coupled with the recovery of his cultivation, he has the confidence to fight the ninth level of the Saint Emperor.

Of course, there is still some gap with the peak of the emperor like Qin Ge.

On this day, Wang Fan came out of the medicated bath, and suddenly he felt the spiritual energy particles between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Wang Fan couldn't help but get excited.

How long it has been, he finally felt the aura particles again.

The long-lost cultivation base is finally coming back.

Wang Fan didn't have the slightest nonsense, and immediately ran the exercises, absorbed the spiritual energy and began to practice.

In just a short moment, his cultivation has broken through the immortal emperor and entered the emperor level.

However, after entering the emperor, the progress was slow.

Wang Fan's face was dark, but he didn't stop, but quickly used his mental power to take out countless pills to aid his cultivation.

He must return to the peak, or even break through.

But soon, Wang Fan was desperate.

After his cultivation reached the fifth floor of the Great Emperor, he could no longer make progress, as if he had been squeezed to death.

The fifth floor of the emperor?

Wang Fan is going crazy.

You know, before he was injured, his cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Great Emperor.

Although the current fifth floor of the Great Emperor is enough to slap the previous seventh floor of the Great Emperor.

But this kind of result, he is not willing.

Cultivation, strength improvement is of course necessary, but cultivation level must also be improved.

Otherwise, isn't it a waste of cultivation?

Wang Fan was not reconciled, and continued to practice madly absorbing the spirit fluid.

He also felt the growth of his dantian Shenyuan, but it was a pity that the speed of Shenyuan's growth was too slow.

In other words, his dantian is too big, although his strength is improving rapidly, his progress is extremely slow.

He looked inside and found that his dantian had completely formed a sea of ​​dantian, the vast ocean, boundless.

"I'm going, when will I be able to cultivate to the Holy Emperor?"

Looking at the vast Danhai, Wang Fan was almost desperate.

The strength is improved, but the cultivation base does not increase, that is also a headache.

Squeak.

Yao Linger opened the door and entered.

She looked at Wang Fan in front of her, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This month of continuous processing and continuous testing of the properties of the drug made her look a little haggard.

However, she is quite satisfied with her results.

If it is said that Wang Fan before, placed in the ancient clan, it is already a monster.

So now, Wang Fan is already considered the pinnacle of existence.

He can already compete with those real top evildoers.

At the same level, Wang Fan is not weaker than them at all.

The reason why Wang Fan's cultivation base was downgraded was naturally because of the strengthening of his physical body, coupled with his re-cultivation.

"Ling'er." Seeing Yao Ling'er, Wang Fan quickly put on his coat.

He was also very grateful for the woman in front of him.

Of course, no liking, no other meaning.

"Yeah." Yao Ling'er nodded and asked softly: "It seems that your senior sisters and sisters will not be back in a short time. When are you going to leave?"

When Wang Fan heard this, he always felt a little strange.

Why did she only mention the senior sister and sister, but not the cheap master Canglan?

Of course, Wang Fan was too lazy to think, and said, "Forget it, let's leave tomorrow without waiting for them."

"Okay." Yao Ling'er nodded, then turned and left without saying anything.

That night, Wang Fan did not practice, but sat on the roof all night.

He is about to leave, he is about to leave the sanctuary.

This time, I don’t know if it is appropriate to be able to come back.

The next day, Yao Linger came to the roof.

The two had no extra nonsense and politeness, and saw Yao Ling'er grabbing Wang Fan's hand, and in the next second, a talisman had appeared in her other hand.

Fu Lu was excited, and a white light appeared instantaneously, curling up the two of them, tearing apart the space, and disappearing in place.

Above the endless void, a burly figure was eating an apple. Seeing this scene, his eyes widened.

"Gone? I'm going back now? Damn, that girl from the Medicine Family didn't even come to visit my senior? It's really shameful."

"However, that kid's strength seems to have improved a lot. Tsk tsk, now he can barely compete with those little things."

"It seems that the days to come will be interesting."

He muttered, tearing with one hand, the space was torn apart, and then he stepped in and disappeared.

Wang Fan didn't know that he had just left for less than two hours.

Three figures have already appeared here.

It is Canglan three people.

"gone?"

"Well, let's go."

"Cultivate hard, the senior has already said that as long as we practice according to his techniques, we will soon be able to break above the holy emperor. At that time, we can leave this space and help him."

As the three of them said, their eyes were staring into the distance, and their hearts were complicated.

Shenzhou.

This is the core of Ten Thousand Realms.

Here, the immortal emperors are all ants, and the great emperors are like dogs. Only the holy emperor can barely be regarded as a strong one.

The land of Shenzhou has gathered the geniuses and evildoers of countless realms, and the peerless powerhouses are the place where the real powerhouses gather.